Star Wars One-Shots

Spectre-6 Is Stagnant

Zeb rolls out of his bed. He stretches, mentally preparing himself for the day. Hera had said the night before that it was going to be a long day filled with round trips around the planet of Lothal. They were going to be delivering supplies to Tarkintown and wherever else needed.

He glances at the bed above his. Still passed out, Ezra lays on his stomach. Zeb chuckles to himself, watching the annoying boy's hair blow with each breath. He leans forward, poking the kid's shoulder. "Hey, Ezra. Better wake up before Hera catches you sleeping in."

Ezra stirs, his eyes opening for a brief second then shutting. He falls back into a state of rest within a second.

"Kid, didn't you hear me?" Zeb asks, talking louder now.

"I heard you." Ezra groans, taking his pillow to cover it over his head. "Tell Hera I'll be out there in five minutes."

Not wanting to have Hera mad at him, Zeb leaves. He heads to the main room, seeing everyone wide awake and chatting. Sabine is adjusting her blasters as Chopper is arguing with Kanan about something. Hera is looking over a map but quickly brightens as she sees Zeb enter. "Good morning, Zeb."

"Mornin'." Zeb greets back.

"Where's Ezra?" Kanan asks, crossing his arms over his chest. Chopper grumbles something about Kanan changing the subject, but the Jedi ignores him. Maybe he is changing the subject, but he won't admit that to the cranky droid. The last thing he needs is to lose against Chopper.

"Ezra said he needed another five minutes," Zeb answers, gesturing towards their room. "But I don't think he'll be coming out anytime soon."

"Sabine, will you go check on him?" Hera asks, looking to the Mandalorian. Sabine groans, tossing her head back. She doesn't want to go check on him. Ezra should be able to get himself out of bed. Sure, he's only been with the team for a short time, but he can fend for himself. "Now, please," Hera adds, meaning that she won't ask again.

"Fine. Can I wake him by throwing something at him?" She devilishly grins. Zeb laughs and nods his head with Chopper. Kanan shrugs and looks to Hera, who purses her lips.

"I don't think it's smart to wake him that way, but it's your call. Just know he probably will want revenge for it." Hera answers. "That's the way it works with you kids." She grumbles under her breath as she looks back at the map.

Chopper groans, calling Hera a downer and a few other names. Sabine shrugs, exiting the room. "He'll have to wake up earlier if he wants to get revenge." She says.

She enters the room, seeing Ezra still asleep on the top bunk. She's just about to throw something at him when she looks at him closer. She's no doctor, but something is off. "Ezra." She says, slightly shoving him.

He groans, his eyes fluttering for a moment then closing again. "I'll be out there in five minutes." He says, sounding groggy. He rolls back over, softly coughing as he adjusts back under his covers.

"Okay." Sabine nods as she slowly backs away from him. She heads back to the main room, pointing back towards Ezra and Zeb's room. "Spectre-6 is stagnant." She says nonchalantly.

"What do you mean 'stagnant'?" Kanan asks, rising from the table. Chopper grunts at Kanan, continuing to talk but is kicked by him to shut up.

"I don't know. I figured the adults could find out what's wrong with him." Sabine says, looking at Hera and Kanan. They share a glance, thinking the same thing. Hera nods and Kanan goes back to the room. When he enters, he sees Ezra beginning to sit up.

"Hey, you feeling alright, kid?" Kanan says, walking towards him.

"Yupp. Just great." Ezra says, holding his head. Nope. He's not feeling great. He feels like TIE fighters are zooming in his head nonstop. His legs remind him of what it feels like to be like without gravity. His chest feels like it has ten crates placed onto it and he is just going to ignore the scratchy feeling on the back of his throat.